"Okay, Silver," Beestar meowed to the silver tabby she-cat. "You need to hunt. Go!" Silver opened her mouth, but she ran through the snow. Beestar and Gorsestar jumped onto the pile of sticks. Sharpleaf padded into the All Cats den. Cats were sharing tongues. Sharpleaf saw scratches on the cats who fought the Tribe. He shivered. Would all of the warriors go next time?
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